Roebuck: "Investigating". With all due respect, M, sometimes I don't think you have the balls for this job!

M: Perhaps. But the advantage is, I don't have to think with them all the time.

Defense Minister: That's enough. Now where do we stand?

Roebuck: It was an unprovoked attack held in international waters. We send in the fleet for recovery and prepare for full retaliation!

M: Moderation. We investigate and stop short of sending the entire British Navy within 10 minutes of the world's largest air force.

Defense Minister: When will our ships be in position?

Roebuck: 48 hours.

Defense Minister: Great. The press are already screaming for blood; the last thing we want to do is escalate the situation.

James Bond: [arrives with a copy of the Tomorrow newspaper] I'm afraid it may be too late to worry about that.

Defense Minister: [reads the paper] "Seventeen British sailors murdered"?! "According to Vietnamese officials who recovered the bodies, the victims were riddled with the same ammunition used by the Chinese Air Force."

M: Did you leak this?

Roebuck: NO! This is the first I've heard of it.

Defense Minister: Well, this settles it. We send in the fleet. M, you have 48 hours to investigate.

James Bond: There is one strange thing. When I called our contact in Saigon, he said the Vietnamese only found our sailors three hours ago.

Charles Robinson: How did they get the paper out so fast?

James Bond: Somebody at Tomorrow knew before the Vietnamese government did.

M: How much do you know about Elliot Carver, 007?

James Bond: Worldwide media baron. Able to topple governments with a single broadcast. Carver owns that newspaper, Tomorrow.

M: I didn't want to discuss this in front of the Minister, but that mysterious signal came from one of Carver's satellites. The PM would have my head if he knew we were investigating him. [hands Bond a document containing his mission] I'm sending you to Hamburg, 007. We've arranged for you to be invited tonight to a party at Carver's media centre.

Charles Robinson: They're celebrating the launch of a new satellite, because now he has the ability to reach every human being on Earth.

M: [as Bond signs one of the documents] I believe you once had a relationship with Carver's wife, Paris?

James Bond: That was a long time ago, M. Before she was married. I didn't realise it was public knowledge.

Moneypenny: Queen and country, James.

M: Your job is to find out whether it was Carver or someone in his organisation who sent that ship off course and why. Use your relationship with Mrs. Carver if necessary.

James Bond: I doubt if she'll remember me.

M: Remind her. Then pump her for information.

Moneypenny: You'll just have to decide how much pumping is needed, James.

James Bond: If only that were true of you and I, Moneypenny.

[at the launch of the CMGN satellite network]

Elliot Carver: Anyway, there's absolutely no truth in this malicious rumour that I started running mad cow disease stories simply because Sir Angus Black, the great British beef baron, lost £10,000 to me in a game of poker and refused to pay up. Moreover, there's even less truth in the rumour I took a hundred million francs from the French to keep the stories running for another year.

Usherette: Excuse me, Mr. Carver.

Carver: Yes.

Usherette: This is the new banker, Mr?

James Bond: Bond. James Bond.

Carver: Another new banker. I seem to collect them. Tell me, Mr. Bond how's the market reacting to the crisis?

Bond: Well, currencies are off. Your stock is soaring.

[Bond approaches Paris at the launch party]

James Bond: I always wondered how I'd feel if I saw you again. [she turns around, looks at him, and slaps him] Now I know. Was it something I said?

Paris Carver: How about the words "I'll be right back"?

[Carver's men have caught Bond and Wai Lin in Vietnam, and brought them to Carver's tower in Saigon]

Elliot Carver: You may have seen the General in the hallway just now but perhaps, with all your jetting around, you've not had a chance to peruse today's headlines. [He brings up several newspaper scans on the large screens covering the wall. The first, a European English-language edition of Tomorrow, Carver's newspaper, bears the headline CRISIS GROWS. Carver changes to another European English-language edition of Tomorrow, this one's headline reading CHINA WARNS OF WAR. Carver brings up a third news headline. This one, in a different font to Tomorrow, has the caption THE EMPIRE WILL STRIKE BACK, flanked by the flags of the United Kingdom and China] I rather like the last one. It isn't even mine!

James Bond: I never believe what I read in the press anyway.

Carver: Ha! Therein lies your problem, Mr. Bond. You see, we're both men of action, but your era and Miss Lin's is passing. Words are the new weapons, satellites the new artillery.

Bond: And you become the new Supreme Allied Commander?

Carver: Exactly! Caesar had his legions, Napoleon had his armies, I have my divisions. TV, news, magazines. And by midnight I'll have reached and influenced more people than anyone in the history of this planet, [points up] save God Himself. And the best He ever managed was the Sermon on the Mount.

Bond: You really are quite insane.

Carver: The distance between insanity and genius is measured only by success.

Wai-Lin: It's mostly dull routine, of course, but every now and then you get to sail on a beautiful evening like this. And sometimes work with a decadent agent of a corrupt Western power.

James Bond: And they say communists don't know how to have fun.

Wai-Lin: Well, I hate to disappoint you, but I don't even have a "little red book."

Carver: [explaining his plan] What you're about to witness, Miss Lin, is not so much a missile attack, but the launch of a new world order. In precisely five minutes, after your countrymen have attacked the British fleet, I shall retaliate for dear old England by sending this missile in to Beijing, where General Chang has called for an emergency meeting of the Chinese High Command. Unfortunately, General Chang will be 'delayed' in traffic, arriving just after the missile has killed your leaders, and too late to stop the air force from sinking the entire British fleet, but he will be just in time to take over the government, negotiate a truce and emerge as a world leader, with a Nobel Peace Prize.

Wai-Lin: And what do you get?

Carver: Me? Oh, nothing... just exclusive broadcasting rights in China for the next 100 years.

Gupta: [entering a code and contacting Carver via his walkie-talkie] Ready to rock and ruin.

Carver: [back to Lin] If you'll excuse me, I have something of a deadline to meet.

Elliot Carver: Don't you realise how absurd your position is?!

James Bond: No more absurd than starting a war for ratings!

Carver: Great men have always manipulated the media to save the world. Look at William Randolph Hearst, who told his photographers "You provide the pictures, I'll provide the war". I've just taken it one step further.

Bond: [kills a henchman sneaking up on him] Sorry, I tuned out for a moment, Elliot.

Carver: Touché.

[Carver is gloating over a seemingly beaten Bond]

Elliot Carver: You're too late again, Mr. Bond. It's a bad habit. There's nothing you can do. The missile is fully programmed, it can't be stopped. In a matter of minutes, my plan will succeed, and thanks largely to your efforts, the British Navy will destroy the evidence. [Bond surreptiously activates the sea-drill behind them] And I'll be out of here, in a Carver News helicopter covering the event. It's going to be a fantastic show!

James Bond: I may have some breaking news for you, Elliot. [Carver notices the approaching drill as it breaks through a window; Bond uses the distraction to overpower him] You forgot the first rule of mass media, Elliot! Give the people what they want![Bond leaves Carver in the drill's path]